This story is dedicated to anyone that's ever been bullied.
When I was in my first year of high school, my (tiny) friends and I had to deal with a bully who used to target us on the school bus. At that time, home economics (cooking) was a compulsory subject for us and our bully could smell cookies! Starting at the front, he marched down the centre eyeing off any of the young ones nervously holding any food containers. That day, I was proud to show off my baked treats because I'd made quite a large mistake that day. We were tasked with baking biscuits which required 1tb of bicarb soda and 1 cup of sugar. Through lack of awareness/experience, I got the two mixed up and cooked up an awful concoction. Ugh.
As the bully came past me, I sheepishly offered him the contents of my crinkled paper bag which he didn't hesitate tucking into. He didn't take the whole bag (damn!) but he did scoff down two in quick succession.
As soon as he moved on to his next target, I let out the broadest of grins on the inside.
I wonder how long it took for him to stop burping...